Chapter 39

Chapter 39

Brooklyn

I gasp and push the door shut and then bolt-bolt-from the hallway.

I've always been fast, but now, panic moves me faster than I thought I could go.

I scramble up the stairs, sprint across the kitchen, pull open the kitchen door and then use the banister to propel myself up the main stairs two steps at a time.

Aden is a monster! He's an actual psychopath!

Of course, I had already made this assessment-in jail when I'd interviewed him. Then again when he kidnapped me. But now?

Seeing it play out like that right in front of my face, the truth feels like it has hit home inside of me.

I reach the top of the stairs and throw myself towards my room, my fingers inches from my doorknob, when something grabs me around my waist, hauling me back against a solid body—

"Please! No!"

I scramble, shrieking, trying to get free, but Aden holds me fast. He grabs me by the hair at the base of my neck, forcing my head back, my face turned up towards his.

I pant in his arms, pinned against him, finally still.

tell you to do,

my rationale for

he says. He doesn't care about my reason

walks me forward a few steps, pressing me backwards, my feet working

my bedroom press

my room. I work hard to align this beautiful, safe space

the monster inside

and pushes me up against the wall. My breath comes fast then. I

says, his body pressed against mine. I blink up at him, realizing that he's completely

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feel it so strongly I could almost reach out and touch

more evenly. I look

hair, beginning to

as

work?"

starts to tremble.

to people who watch me when they're not supposed to?" he murmurs,

shake my

to my ear, the stubble of his jaw

get punished,"

my

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